A Jazzman’s Blues

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Joshua Boone stars in A JAZZMAN'S BLUES. (Photo: Netflix)

Apparently a longtime passion project for prolific filmmaker Tyler Perry — known for his tireless work ethic, business savvy, and philanthropy more than his storytelling prowess — A Jazzman’s Blues marks a welcome attempt to branch out.

Set against the vibrant backdrop of the burgeoning 1940s American jazz scene, from rural juke joints to swanky urban nightclubs, this modest tale of forbidden romance features two young lovers torn apart yet destined to be together.

But as an earnest melodrama that yanks too aggressively at the heartstrings, it ultimately suffers from the same heavy-handed indulgences as Perry’s less ambitious projects.

The story begins in 1987, when an elderly Georgia woman approaches a racist attorney about an unsolved murder investigation and unopened letters left behind.

From there, we flash back almost 50 years, to the story of a socially awkward teenager nicknamed Bayou (Joshua Boone) whose timid nature leads to bullying from his father (Roger Mitchell) and tension with his older brother (Austin Scott).

Only his mother (Amirah Vann) is truly supportive of Bayou, who finds companionship with Leanne (Solea Pfeiffer), a fellow outcast from an abusive family. She also happens to be biracial, which factors into their inability to pursue their feelings for one another.

Bayou has jazz music in his blood, and years later moves away to forge a singing career. Leanne relocates with her domineering mother (Lana Young), who wants her to marry into wealth. But the lingering romantic sparks will eventually lure them back home and back together amid segregation and sociocultural turmoil.

The film is technically top-notch, showcasing Perry’s skills as a visual craftsman. The evocative sense of time and place immerses us in magnolia trees and deep Southern drawls, serenaded by a sublime collection of vintage bluesy standards.

With a infectious smile and relentless optimism — Bayou is practically portrayed as a saint, after all — Boone (Premature) generates sympathy by digging beyond the deceptively simple surface of his character, unlike those around him.

Still, as the film progresses, contrivances and stereotypes overwhelm the attempts at emotional depth and thematic complexity. Perry’s heartfelt screenplay lacks subtlety and restraint.

The stars shine and the music swings. Yet as a broader examination of racial politics and systemic oppression during the heart of Jim Crow, A Jazzman’s Blues rarely finds its rhythm.

 

Rated R, 127 minutes.